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"Only Narnia's General"
I stepped forward, flicked my tail, and watched them
approach. My visage kept bland amid excitement.
This Centaur wouldn't be a fool for the sovereigns.
Three children? The prophecy said four—I checked!
I studied Prince Peter to gauge his reply.
Failure raced across his face with Unicorn
speed. Victory so close, what would go awry?
"He has betrayed us all!" I raged with scorn.
Peter's head snapped instantly in my direction.
He caught and held my gaze for but a moment,
but in those young eyes I saw devotion,
defense—concern for his brother. Commitment.
The fourth had my loyalty before we met.
Thanks to Peter, there's hope for Edmund yet.
